Serena Mclane's P.O.V 

"Are you sure you're alright?" I pursue after him.

Entering into his office, I scan my surroundings and am impressed with what I see.

The walls consist of dark wood panels with bookshelves stacked neatly in corners.

The floors are a Slightly lighter colour than the walls but are not too light.

A big mahogany desk is placed in the middle—facing towards the door— with black leather seats which are placed in front of it.

It seems odd having such dark colour schemes but the huge floor to ceiling window contradicts the colours as it lets in streams of sunlight, lighting the room up adequately without any need for artificial lighting.

My gaze directs back to him as he mutters a low curt ‘fine: Only now do I take note of the presence of another man.

The very same one who we just met in the elevator.

He's adorable in a way.

Adorkable, if I dare say.

"I haven't introduced myself"

I say as I place my hand out for him to shake, throwing Damien a pointed look while I do so, "I'm Serena Mclane"

I say smiling.

The guy who doesn't appear to be much older than me, smiles and shakes my hand.

"I'm Max, it's nice to meet you."

"I need the other files I told you about.’’ Damien says loudly as he leans across his desk, rifling through papers.

"Yes sir’ Max immediately gets into action, passing me a smile he fixes his square black glasses, and then rushes down the hall once more.

I'm sure, working for a man like Damien Stryker will make anyone rush around as if the hounds of hell are chasing after them.

And how lucky I am that I'll be having the pleasure of working with him.

"So what should I do?"

I ask, wanting to help.

Damien seems to be busy walking up to one of the panels— not covered by a bookshelf— and then pressing a certain place.

I curiously look around his shoulder only to see a section of the panel slide back and instead reveal a black box.

A safe.

Damien puts his hand on a small screen as it scans his hand and then makes a weird robotic noise, he punches in a passcode, the door to the safe swinging open.

I'm surprised Damien has let me see he has a safe in his office but I mean after all the time we are going to spend together, I'll be bound to know a few things here and there.

takes out

his chest, way too close, and so I quickly take

are supposed to be engaged and that entails

opening the lid of the

drops open as I glance from him to the box

to wear a ring but it

not due to what he said, but the way he said it.Are my ears playing tricks on me or

furrow as I

there, probably by the way he pronounced a certain word that it just jumps out at

spends quite a long time there that they pick up an accent but not enough time

so hard on this? Damien probably just went on

seem to be the type to go on vacations and

into his work and other activities to actually take

beautiful.But I cant accept

I find myself saying.

is absolutely

but I can tell that it's expensive, I mean it

do the other stones,that surround the

clue

also very

"Why not?"

asks, he looks thoroughly

before answering; "It's too much.I can't accept the ring.I mean it's a family heirloom.You should give this to the girl

clarify, seeing his confusing

"But I am.To you."

He tries to explain.

my head, taking another

fiance so you have to.This’' Damien pauses, testing the words in his

my turn to be confused as I

"Protect me, from what?"

become important without making a few enemies,’ he says

I am not there to do so.So you have to wear this understand? At all

he usually

oblige Damien gently grabs my hand, holding it firmly in his, and all the

face flushes at

intimate gesture had this not

We both stay silent, and finally he

as he now talks to a

is now mine, I can't help but to move my

is indeed heavy as

that Max has left, snaps me out of my dazed

to where

up as he walks towards

will have to act more than as if we're

wondering as if how on earth

over to his desk, passing him I sit

an unamused look but he doesn't say

of those swivel ones and so that makes me spin in it

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